Posted by Ilana Angel
We knew she was coming back. We knew she would be true to herself. (By true to herself of course I mean true to the fake person she has created.) We knew she would be uninhibited, and a little crass, but were we expecting her, on the first show of her 2nd season, to be a total bitch?
We start off with Bethenny and Jason going for a walk with the baby and the dog. Not even a minute in and she is complaining about her life. Blah. Blah, Blah. Skinny Girl needs help, she is stretched thin being a mom, and a wife, and a businesswoman. It took no time for me to not dig her.
Is Bethenny Frankel the first woman on the planet to juggle more than one thing? Seriously, I want nothing more than to like her but she is making it so hard. I have raised my 15 year old son by myself, with no baby nurse, no husband, no sleep, and no money, yet I never complained as much as she does.
Bethenny and Jason are talking about wills, and life insurance and she is hilarious. This show makes me a little crazy. I like her one minute, and the next I want to smack her. Now before the Bethenny fanatics say I am threatening their goddess, I don’t really want to smack her, just shove her.
She goes to get fitted for a bra and let me say, Bethenny has the most incredible body. Ever. It’s just gorgeous and I was impressed, totally envious, and completely jealous. That she sells all things skinny girl is ridiculous because that body is given by God, not achieved by diet.
She is complaining about having to visit Jason’s parents, to a complete stranger, and in front of the cameras. Does she not know that this will hurt their feelings? Does she not care? Is she so self-absorbed that she is incapable of caring about anyone else? Guess what I think?
They are headed to Pennsylvania to visit Jason’s parents. Bethenny lets Jason know she wants to move to Los Angeles. He tells her his job is in NYC, and she tells him she will trade a second baby for a move to California. I suppose she was trying to be funny but it wasn’t funny, it was gross.
They are in the town where Jason grew up, having lunch. He is talking about his childhood and she breaks out the broken record. There is so much going on, with being a wife, a mother, work, and juggling her responsibilities. Dear Lord Bethenny, shut up with the complaining.
It’s time for dinner with his parents. They talk about maybe moving to California and Jason’s parents are shaken. It goes from a simple comment about a possible move down the road, and Bethenny changes it into a mean spirited attack on how close they all are as a family. Bitch.
It’s so sad. His parents are about to cry, Jason is clearly uncomfortable, and the mom sucks up to Bethenny, even though you know she thinks she is a bitch, because she feels the need to play the game so Bethenny does not get mad and stop her from seeing her one and only grandchild.
The grandparents talk about seeing them at Halloween and Bethenny tells then that she needs to have things with her own family, just the three of them, and not everything can include them. It feels mean. She calls it communicating but I call it unnecessary roughness.
Jason and Bethenny go out for drinks with Jason’s childhood friends and they could not be nicer to her. They both get hammered, his friends embrace her, she feels closer to Jason, and then she fake cries at how lovely they are. Whatever. I need to get hammered to watch this show.
They head back to NYC and Jason’s dad cries as they leave. They are sweet people and all I can think about as they drive away is that I pray to God that my son, who I love more than life its self, and would do anything for, does not marry a narcissistic bitch like Bethenny.
The show ends with Bethenny in therapy. She is trying to cry but it’s faker than a three dollar bill. She’s sniffing, but there are no tears, no snot, no nothing. She is making crap up, believing her lies, and it’s transparent. I don’t feel sorry for her, but I do feel bad for her mother.
It must be horrible for a child to not want to have contact with their parents because there is no connection. It must be devastating for a mother to not have a relationship with her child. I am going to call my mother, tell her how much I love her, and then tell my son the same.
I am going to keep watching this show because I can’t stop. I am fascinated by her and the ability she has to make me love her, hate her, then hate her some more. I’m in, so the Bethenny fanatics can start writing the hate mail. I will take it all with a grain of salt, and keep the faith.
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February 28, 2011 | 7:09 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
When you turned on your television today, no matter what station you were tuned in to, there was Charlie Sheen. He was talking to everyone, about everything. I don’t know about you, but I thought it was sad. It was the type of interview that people will look back at for years to come and say, “we tried to help him”, when really they did nothing at all to help him.
Here’s an offer to you Charlie Sheen, since you are talking to everyone, come talk to me. I have lots of things to talk to you about. We have lots in common you and I. We are both divorced, both single parents, worried about what will happen to us financially if we lose our jobs, and neither of us are on drugs. I didn’t know about that one until today, so good for you.
Let’s talk Charlie. I’m curious about you. I used to think you were smart, funny, handsome and charming. I think that Charlie is probably still in there and I’m looking for him. If he no longer exists, that will okay too because I tend to gravitate towards men who are screwed up so we will get along brilliantly. Not that you’re screwed up, I’m just saying.
Now, in the interest of complete disclosure, I did call you a douchelord for screwing all the people on your show out of money, and it did cross my mind that you might be an anti Semite after your “Chaim” rant, but I’m open to talking about it. I can explain why I felt that way, and you can explain why I was wrong. It will be fun Charlie. Jewish chicks are fun.
I promise to not edit you, allow you to speak your mind, not make you take a drug test, and I will listen. Like a lot of people, I’m worried about you. Help me to understand you. I have welcomed you into my home, into my bedroom actually, every week for years, and you never call or write. So all will will be forgiven if you come and talk to me. It can all be a wash.
You can reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org or you can call the Jewish Journal of Greater Los Angeles, ask to speak to the Editor. and he will hook us up. I’m not looking to screw you over. I’m just looking for Charlie Sheen because I think he needs a nice Jewish girl to make him some chicken noodle soup, and remind him to keep the faith.
February 27, 2011 | 10:32 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
The 83rd Academy Award Oscar show was painful to watch. By painful of course I mean I would have rather stuck my hand down my own throat and removed my kidney, than have to sit through one more excruciating minute. Had I been on the east coast, and stayed up until past 11:30 pm to watch it all, I would be pissed off and completely drunk right now.
Here is a list of the top ten things that sucked about this show:
1) Anne Hathaway
2) James Franco
3) James Franco in drag
4) Kids choir
5) lame ass writing
6) ugly dresses
7) the time it wasted out of my life
8) snubbing Corey Haim in memoriam
9) Melissa Leo’s speech
10) not enough booze to make it bearable
Here are the top ten things that did not suck about the show:
1) Bob Hope & Billy Crystal
2) Alec Baldwin
3) Steven Spielberg
4) Colin Firth
5) Sandra Bullock
6) guy whose mom did craft service on his film
7) Randy Newman
8) auto-tune movies into musicals
9) first 2 minutes of Kirk Douglas
10) airplane vodka bottles found in my freezer
I love movies and I love watching the Academy Awards, but this show made me want to pull my hair out one at a time. It was a mess, made no sense, was not funny, wasted my time, and was annoying. If this show had an actor equivalent, it would be Charlie Sheen. A complete and total train wreck, better caught in clips on YouTube.
If you watched, share your favorite moments, and those that made you want to shove the remote down your throat until you blacked out. I will watch next year, like always, but hopefully they will learn from this disaster. All we can do is go to the movies, and keep the faith.
February 27, 2011 | 9:38 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
My wonderful friend Ed has passed away. He may have been the most decent human being I have ever known. I met Ed, his wife Sue, and their daughter, when she and my son were in middle school together. They ended up going to the same high school, so we started a carpool, and Ed drove my son to school everyday.
I first spoke with Ed when we both volunteered at a school show. He was schlepping cases of water across campus and bringing it to our refreshments table. Young, strong kids surrounded him, but he insisted on schlepping so they could play. I quickly put an end to their fun and sent my son and his friends to unload Ed’s car.
We spent the evening together and it was great. He was funny, smart, entertaining, and desperately in love with his daughter. If you read my blog on a regular basis, you know I am in love with my son and he is my favorite writing topic. Ed felt the same way about his one and only child, and it was a pleasure to talk about our kids.
Ed never said anything unkind about anyone. He was the type of guy who could walk through a building and everyone knew his name, and would say hello. Even more impressive, he knew all their names, and a little something about them. He was a man’s man, a no bull kind of guy, who was lovely, charming, polite, professional, kind, decent, and simply delicious.
Everyone loved Ed. He and Sue are lovely people, and any of the kids who know their daughter will tell you, “she is the funniest person we know”. They are just good people. It’s not often that you meet people who are so decent, and who everyone loves. You’ll never find anyone to say an unkind word about any of them, which is special.
He was the oldest of 13 kids in his family, and is survived by 12 siblings and their families, his mother, the love of his life Sue, and his daughter, who he loved so much. I was 35 when my father died, this beautiful child is only 14 years old. I cannot wrap my head around her loss. Sue and Ed were married for 17 years, and simply perfect for each other.
His wife Sue is a remarkable woman. When her beloved Ed passed away, she called me right away to let me know that he would not be able to drive the carpool in the morning. This tells you about the kind of people they are. In her darkest moment, she was worried about the kids and how they would get to school. Sue’s compassion made the loss feel even greater.
There are many blessings around the passing of Ed. He went in his sleep, just hours before he would have had a car full of kids going to school. He passed days after his child’s first ever formal high school dance, and got to see her in a gorgeous dress with her hair and make-up done. He left this world while lying next to the woman that he loved and adored so very much.
Having spent time at their home this past week, visiting, cooking, organizing, remembering, laughing, and just holding hands, I spent the weekend at home crying. Once the initial shock ends, you snap into worker bee mode. The past couple of days were spent mourning the loss of my friend and it was healing. One must feel the loss in order to feel anything.
I gave up trying to understand death when my father passed away at age 63, so I have no idea why this lovely man has gone. All I know for sure, is that it was my honor to call him my friend, and I will miss him. To Ed, rest in peace dear, sweet man. To Sue and their cherished daughter, I love you very much. To everyone who knew, loved and will miss Ed, keep the faith.
February 25, 2011 | 9:53 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
Charlie Sheen is a douchelord. Regardless of what you think about him as an actor, man, husband or dad, if you put all that aside and just focus on his decency as a human being, he is an ass. He has put hundreds of people out of work because his ego, and his addictions, are too big for him to handle.
I would be lying if I said I was not totally entertained by his erratic behavior and countless rants, but let’s look at the bigger picture, there are people who work on his show that are now unemployed, and it is 100% his fault. He is sitting pretty with his millions and no financial worries, while others will suffer.
Families are going to struggle. He could have kept his mouth shut and gone back to work, but instead he decided he would screw people over. It truly is that simple, he made a decision that put him first, and hundreds of families will have to pay the incredibly steep price for his ignorance.
I remember when Charlie was talented and handsome. He is now a pig. By pig of course I mean a selfish douchelord. To Charlie, his kids, and his family, I hope you get help and save yourself. You’re career is shot, but save yourself. To the people who lost their jobs today, I wish you all the best. Keep the faith.
February 24, 2011 | 8:17 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
Ashley Madison is an online dating service. By “dating” of course I mean a place where people who are already in relationships, can be douchelords and cheat. It is literally a place for people to go to seek out affairs. It might be the most disgusting dating site out there.
I recently read an article about Ashley Madison, written by Sheelah Kolhatkar in Blumberg Businessweek, and I was fascinated. You can read Sheelah’s article here: “Cheating, Incorporated Founded in 2001 by Canadian Noel Biderman, this site is a nightmare. I checked it out and after 5 minutes felt dirty.
They claim to have almost 8 million members, but online tracking sites say it is closer to 700,000. No surprise that there is some exaggeration as we are dealing with online dating. If I had a dollar for every time a man told me he was 5’9”, only to be 5’6”, I’d be a millionaire.
The name “Ashley Madison” comes from using two of the most popular names for girls. Cute. You can give your company the most adorable name ever, but if it’s a breeding ground for douchelords and whores, the sweet name is not going to make you something you are not.
Biderman says he is founder, but that seems to not jive with partner Darren Morgenstern who says it’s his brainchild. I’m sure there is some sort of sordid “The Social Network” back story, and once the Oscars are over, Aaron Sorkin should take a look because there is a story to tell.
I was intrigued and decided to take a look. I registered an account using false information. The only good thing to came out of my snooping around is that for 48 hours, I was 5’6”, 120 pounds, had long blonde hair, green eyes, lived in New York City, and was married. Good times.
I filled out the basic information needed to get started and began to look around. Oh. My. God. Within 10 minutes I was bombarded with messages. By messages of course I mean men offered to “make me feel like I have never felt in my life, with the light touch only they could give me”.
The most fascinating thing was that half of the men included full frontal naked photos of themselves. Important to note these were not just Polaroid’s people took for fun. There were some in positions that clearly required a yoga background, and someone else to take the photo.
Who took these pictures? If most of the men on this site are in relationships, then did they ask their partners or wives to take the photo? Are there women out there who feel so safe in their intimate relationships that they can take these types of pictures of their men?
Are they thinking it’s special, meanwhile the men are using the pictures to help them cheat? Is a woman having sex with her husband and unwillingly helping him get lucky with strangers? Must be, because I don’t think men invite their buddies over to snap some crotch shots for the Internet.
This site is creepy, and scary. Sadly a lot of the men are really, really handsome, which makes the whole thing even worse. It’s really quite disgusting. Men wrote to tell me that I sounded like a really great lady, which is fascinating because I said nothing about myself. Nothing.
All I wrote was what I looked like physically. Oh, and that I was up for ”whatever excites me”. I guess when you are a pig, cheating on your wife, finding a girl that is up for anything, makes her so different from your spouse, she automatically becomes a “nice girl”.
Ashley Madison’s tag line is, “Life is short, have an affair”. I find it offensive, but even if the numbers are exaggerated, a lot of people don’t. Bravo to Biderman for making himself a millionaire by being a pig. He’s going to hell, but at least he has money to go first class.
It’s all quite sad that there is such a lack of respect for marriage and commitment. I have never, and would never, cheat on my partner. I have been cheated on and it is crushing. This site however, is the worse possible cheating because it is calculated and deliberate.
I get that people cheat. If you meet someone at the office, and things get out of hand, it’s bad. If you pay money, and time, searching for sex, then it’s a different level of cheating all together. It’s about deception in a way that is dark, mean, and dangerous.
In a world where sex is available at the click of a button, is a site like Ashley Madison, that is enticing, inspiring and coaxing people to cheat, necessary? Does someone need to make it easier for people to cheat? Is there no respect for marriage, monogamy and trust?
My fake profile has been deleted from the Ashley Madison site. I was sufficiently creeped out, and with time, the layer of dirtiness I feel for ever having gone on it, will wash away. Ashley Madison is disgusting, but more than that, it’s sad. How heartbreaking that it exists and is so popular.
I believe in love, monogamy, marriage, and vows. I believe I will get married again and when I do, my marriage will include just him and I. I will also be monitoring his computer, checking his phone, and not taking pictures of him naked. Other than that, I will be keeping the faith.
February 22, 2011 | 8:53 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
We are down to four women and it’s time for the hometown dates. This week’s show starts with 15 minutes of recapping by Brad. Blah. Blah. Blah. His voice is annoying and his words sound scripted. It’s as if he read a self help book and is reciting all the things he thinks we want to hear.
We are in Seattle with Chantel. I can’t stop staring at her shirt, which is about three sizes to small. It’s distracting. She is super pretty and I like her, but then she says that sitting with Brad on the couch in her house is representative of what their life would be like together. Really?
Since when does spending ten minutes on a couch, with a camera crew watching, a crystal ball view into your future with someone? She is cute and fun, but also naïve and a little bit dumb. Bless her. That is something special that they have in common. They are both a little bit dumb.
Chantel’s family lives in a mansion. Gorgeous. Her dad takes Brad out for a chat and it turns out they have led very similar lives. It’s interesting to see the parallels between Brad and her dad. Odd that her mom does not talk to him alone. Daddy’s girl I guess, but still, the mom was too quiet.
Brad is in love with Chantel’s dad as much as he is in love with her. He’s into his success and money, and that might blur his vision of Chantel. Enough with Seattle, we are now heading to Maine to see Ashley. Ashley is a little pixie, and I like her but she’s playing the game a little too much. She knows the camera is rolling and her words are too calculated.
Sidebar: They go out for lunch and she orders him poutine. It is the greatest meal ever. It’s classic Canadian food and I love it that she orders it for him. The French speaking waitress asks him a question in French and he answers in Spanish. It’s hilarious. This guy is a dufus. He catches his mistake and is clearly embarrassed, which is even more entertaining.
Ashley’s family is awesome and I loved them. The show has been telling us for weeks that she is a dentist but it turns out she is a dental student. Whatever. She has been falling in love with him for weeks and is now trying to make us believe she is pulling back a little so she does not get hurt? It’s fake to me. She is trying to save face but it’s too late sweetie.
Not buying it Ashley. She is now full swing in bachelor game mode and is saying what needs to be said so if he dumps her, we don’t think she looks like an idiot. She will never be the Bachelorette so she should just go back to old self and be in it 100% like we all know she is. She loves him and it’s ok. She might blow it by getting weird now.
Shawntel N. is next and she is from Chico. It was over before it began. The date was creepy, she was creepy, and her job literally put the final nail in her coffin. He was never going to pick her before the hometown date, but this wrapped it up for him and made it all an easy decision. Her job is something she should talk about, not necessarily show someone. Just a thought.
Her family visit was painfully uncomfortable. Her parents are telling Brad how she is taking over the business and she breaks the news to her family that she is giving up on their plans for retirement to move to Austin for love. It’s just a bad scene and I cringed through the whole thing. Did she really think he was going to pick her? It’s all quite sad if she did.
She is telling her dad she is looking for love and would choose love over the family business, and the dad tells her she ruining his life, his plans for retirement, and will essentially ruin their entire lives. Yup, that’s totally going to work out. He dad is slinging daggers at Brad. Awesome.
We now head to North Carolina to meet Emily. I desperately want Emily to not be with Brad. I love this chick and seeing her with her baby is sweet. Rickey is a lovely little girl and does well with the cameras, and meeting someone new. Emily calls him “Mr. Brad” which I think is weird.
Rickey warms up and it’s nice. They head to Emily’s house, which is beautiful. I don’t know lot of hospital event planners that live in a house like that, but whatever. Good for her. They play together, put the little one down, and all is well. He is digging the idea of being a daddy.
They are on the couch, she is telling him that she is falling for him, and he does not even hold her hand. It’s bizarre. He tells her he cannot kiss her, or touch her, with her child upstairs, and thinks he should leave. Are you kidding? This guy is the dumbest Bachelor.
She is pissed and I love her even more. She tells him that her daughter will always be upstairs sleeping and he needs to understand that they can be intimate with her home. She handles herself perfectly and he’s a goof. They kiss, and he feels bad, but it’s clear he’s not picking her.
He is not ready to be a dad, and certainly not to another man’s child. He will have her in the finale, with Chantel I think, then he will pick Chantel, and Emily will be the next Bachelorette. That will be awesome. Ashley will be the one to go home next week. She overplayed, but will be fine.
Is it just me or is Brad sounding more and more like Forest Gump with each episode? At the rose ceremony Brad says he is looking for a wife and love. Interesting that he put wife before love. By interesting of course I mean lame. Shawntel N. is dumped but sweet about the whole thing.
This show makes me crazy. I am kicking myself for committing to watching all the way through because I am bored and there is nothing of interest here. I hope Brad picks Chantel in the end and they have a couple of great weeks before he dumps her ass because he is a douchelord.
Shawntel N.‘s dad is doing a happy dance, little Rickey is thinking she does not want Mr. Brad to be her daddy, Chantel is planning her wedding, and Brad is texting his old girlfriend, asking her to marry him when he’s done with the show. This show makes it hard to keep the faith.
February 21, 2011 | 8:47 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
I have been sick for over a week. I convinced myself that it was just a bug and would come and go quickly, but it’s been lingering forever and so I must just admit that I got the flu. Having the flu is horrible, but having it when you are a single parent and self-employed, is a nightmare.
If you don’t go to work, you don’t get paid, so you go to work. You can’t tell your husband to make dinner, or help with the house and kids, because it’s just you. So, you suck it up, order in a lot, stay in bed, and tell your kid to hold his breathe when you hug him and send him off to school.
I finally started to feel better this weekend and it was just in time as this weekend my son went to a Winter Formal. It was his first high school formal dance and while he was really excited to go, I about lost my mind. It was so much fun to take him shopping for an outfit and a corsage.
He chose his own look and it was gorgeous. He selected the corsage for his date and it was perfect. I took him to get a haircut and he was so handsome I almost busted. I am in love with this boy and as he gets older I miss my baby, but am insanely proud of the man he is becoming.
After we ran all our big day errands, I took him out for lunch and we had a really wonderful time. He is great company and our relationship has turned into a friendship and connection that I never dreamed could be so great. It was a wonderful afternoon to mark a very special night.
We went home and I ironed his clothes, he shaved, took a shower, and all was well as we were on schedule. He was in his room getting dressed when he came out in shorts and a t-shirt and asked me what I did with his dance tickets. I told him I would find them and not to worry.
Cut to ten minutes later and I cannot find the tickets. He hung onto them safely for over a week but the moment he gave them to me for safekeeping, I lost them. I looked everywhere and was totally freaking out that they were missing. My son was calm and never got frazzled.
We thought about when we had them last and it turned out there was a slight possibility that I had thrown them away. Normally that would not be a reason to panic, but I had already thrown the trash out which meant it went down the shoot and was in the dumpster. Oh. My. God.
My son was amazing. He went downstairs to check out the situation and told me to not worry. He did not want me to come with him, simply went downstairs and told me to wait. He came back ten minutes later with the tickets in his hand. Both the tickets and my boy were rather gross.
He was covered in crap, had banana all over his shoes, and had an expression that let me know he was not amused. He handed me the tickets and went to take a shower. Again. Before he showered for the second time he shared his dumpster diving on Facebook.
That he would tell his friends about his pre-dance excitement let me know he saw the humor in it. He is a great kid and while he certainly did not blame me for throwing the tickets away, I am certain I will be paying for that mistake for a long time to come. He’s going to hang onto that one.
I can jump ahead in my mind to a year from now, when he asks to borrow the car, I tell him no, and he says, “Remember my first ever Winter Formal and you threw my tickets away and I had to dive into the dumpster to get them?” He will get the keys every time he reminds me.
We headed to the dance with his date and her mom. Two of my favorite people. She looked gorgeous and us moms planned to go out for dinner. A few of the moms decided we would rendezvous after drop off and have a drink. A great idea in theory but there were issues.
It was pouring rain. Seriously pouring rain. It was also the NBA All Star Weekend in Los Angeles. Not good. We were headed to LA Live, which is by The Staples Center, and by the time we realized what was happening it was too late and we were stuck.
It took 40 minutes to drive a mile and we could not even turn around, as it would have taken another hour, and every parking lot was full. We somehow ended up at an open lot that was pre-paid parking for people at the game. It was the VIP lot and we wanted in.
We asked an attendant if we could get in. We were funny and charming and he waved us ahead and said to go down the ramp and see the supervisor. We were so excited to have made it through the first check point and we headed in.
When we got down the ramp it was over. The lady at the second stop did not think we were charming. She told us tickets were $30, had been pre-paid online, and the lot was full. She instructed us to leave immediately and let everyone know we needed to go.
As we drove out, every worker we passed looked at us with disgust for trying to crash the lot and told us to keep moving. When we got the exit we noticed there were a ton of spots available. They totally could have sold us a spot, but instead decided to send us back out into the madness.
Maybe it was our frustration, or the pride we were feeling for our kids, or because we were a bunch of moms who were excited to have a night out, that we could not go. We were so close to a bar that had drinks with our names on them, we just could not bring ourselves to leave.
We pulled into a spot, got out of the car, and went into secret agent mode as we made our way out of the lot and into the All Star craziness. We totally crashed the lot and if we felt bad about it, we let that all go when we took the first sip of our fancy rum drinks at Trader Vic’s.
We drank, ate, and for an hour, forget about the pouring rain, impossible traffic, and the fact that we broke the law by stealing a VIP parking space. We had a lovely time and made it back to the kids right on time. From dumpster diving to illegal parking, good times people.
Sidebar: The four of us walking to the car after our drinks, was hilarious. We were certain the car would be gone, or booted, and cops would be waiting for us. We were freaked out and when we finally made it to the car and were safely out, it was as we just escaped from prison.
I am finally feeling better and think the flu has passed. The kids had a great time at the dance and memories were made. My son guaranteed his getting the car for at least 6 months, and it has finally stopped raining. Happy President’s Day. Enjoy the holiday and remember to keep the faith.